Kitin and each had a role to play in this defeat Ze Spirit King operation. At any rate, I wanted to make the labyrinth experience a battle that contemplated formation because Rinhua's navigation would be mandatory.

"So we hunt, but there are different people, are there?

"I don't mind. We were supposed to hang out today."

"Likewise ~. Looks more interesting than an escort in a castle!

"I got rid of the obvious work, too, and I'm fine. Then we'll hunt for something to celebrate."

"Uhm! The Lord has finally lined up! Good meat is a must to celebrate!

Ladies and gentlemen, I'm quite willing to do it. Dilk is an angel of stability. I'm gonna fall in love ~, no... I'm in love!

And Mr. Geraldine. You're not hunting at my celebration, are you?

And I mean it. They were amazing.

"... Rosalind"

"Yes."

"I don't have a curtain to get out of me, sss"

"... yeah, sorry"

Motivated... no, a former assassin who was willing to kill, and a hero who is still active, and a former knight lined up with heroes... had killed instantly what could come. No longer run against demons, super run! That's what I'd say. Killing. Luxurious meat dishes are going to sift through this evening. Ladies and gentlemen, the bleeding process is perfect.

"... well, it's unusual for those powerful people to be serious. You'll learn just to watch."

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""............ right ""

Neither I nor Master Alfiej could argue at all.

Crusade & hunt really in no time.

"Will the Lord cook in celebration, too? I'd love a steak!

"Oh, I want meat potatoes too! You want Rinhua too!?

"I want to eat, sss."

"... Rinhua even ate at noon, right?"

"Meat potatoes are different bellies."

I went to the Adventurer's Guild while weakened by Rinhua's wasting of good voice. Well, if it's in person, okay. It's also Rinhua's adventurer debut celebration.

"Ah, Master Rosalind! I've been waiting for you! Are you hurt?

Is that it? If the receptionist's sister did it, she would have done it in person. Why is that?

"People suck..."

I decided not to hear Rinhua squeak with her jito eyes. And...

"Congratulations! Master Dirk-Burton has also been promoted to SSS rank."

"... Yep!?

"" "I knew it" "

"... you knew?

"Why is that, after all?

Dear Alfiej and Rinhua had their necks covered, but Dilk was spending almost as much time with me in the first place, and the point is almost equal. So maybe the result of hunting a fairly high rank demon (because it tastes good) this time is also natural.

"hehe... dilk"

"Rosalind... you have a tremendous smile"

"Yes! We will celebrate!! We're having a treat tonight!! I'll make you drip gravy!

"Oh... you're motivated when the dilk is involved..."

That's why we're celebrating! Motivated to return to King's Capital...

"Muscle muscles! Rosalindo!!"

"Muscle muscles! Rosalindo!!"

"Master Rosalind. Ah!

"Dear Kamiko, oh!!

"Goddess ah!!

"... what religious sss?

"Rosalind. (laughs) Right?

"Wow..."

"Uhm, that's my Lord!

Don't pull Rinhua, bursting Curtis, some admiring Master Alfieji, why do you seem so happy, you brain-muscle hero? I mean, it's called Rosalind! Don't make a new religion!

"Alcohol Bye! Celebrate Bye Oh!! Rosalind, honey, the festival. Bye!

"Jizzy, because Rosalind annoys me! I'll hang you!?

"Sir, everyone calm down!

Dear Elf Leader and Elves, Rough Elves. And Mr. Suey and Mr. Sugar, who will no longer work hard to stop it, as promised. Thank you for everything.

"Don't let the elves beat you!

"Ouch! Rosalind and Master Dirk are important lords and companions. Ah!

"Rosalind chaaaaaaaa!!

"Nooooooo!!

Dear peasants from rough Rosenberg and Burton territories.

"Rosalind? Dames. He's got dead fish eyes, sss."

My brain is freezing. No, no more... why not? The other side... I want a basket... I want a scratch that wasn't (confused)

"Dear Dirk! We believed that Master Dirk would accomplish something!

"Whoa!! Dear Dirk!!

"That's our boy!

"Dilk Boo-cha aaaah!!

"Ah, Mr. Dirk is a distant sight, too... Mr. Dirk is very popular, too"

Rough Wolfaneer Muscle Believers & Dear Burton Territories. Dirk is also popular for some reason.

The returning King's Capital was a festival… and a complete festival was celebrated by the merchants of Wolfaneer & Christia, who also had a difficult business soul. It's a fuss about two SSS ranks showing up that were the only ones in the world and by festive lovers.

How did this happen!? Privacy laws don't exist in this world!? I should be returning and celebrating normally… now I have my head in my arms.